Squat We Know?

A few things we know for sure. Today is Tuesday, August 11, 2009; there will never be another one. This morning, the sun rose in the east. It was friggin’ hot all day. There’s a great meteor shower tonight in the northeastern sky.

Beyond that, we don’t know squat.

Today was apparently “movie day” at the asylum. After our usual 4 am start to the day, the 8 am feature was an oldie, but a goodie, “Giant”, starring Rock Hudson, Elizabeth Taylor and James Dean (his final film). Angelique fell back to sleep just after the opening credits, so, learning to rest when she rests, I pulled the covers back over my head and went back to sleep too.

When we awoke somewhere after 10, brother James & wife Kim were here to lend a hand for the day. We got Angie up and bathed and somebody mentioned a movie. She started talking about “Mystic Pizza”, a cute, 20-year-old romance that gave Julia Roberts her start. She has a supporting role, but stole every scene she’s in. Adding to the excitement factor, we visited Mystic, Connecticut last fall, where the film is set. She feasted on Lean Cuisine Pizza and never knew the difference as she watched one of her favorite flicks. Before it was over, she was ready to lie back down…

Meanwhile, seven hours later, she arose from her marathon “nap”. She enjoyed going through her gift basket from Rhonda Hill (old friend) and the church ladies at The Remnant. There were bath items, teas, a mug, and a very special blanket that was prayed over before being placed in the basket. (Ladies, you might want to look into baskets with working handles sometimes.) She is looking forward to enjoying the cookies supplied by Arlene Johnsey (friend from work), if I don’t get ‘em first.

The girls and I helped her get her night bath and tucked her in at about 9:30, hopefully for the night. I don’t know; meteors, almost full moon, holy blankets—all sounds kinda creepy, but we’ll see. Like I said, we really don’t know squat.

In the final (I hope) analysis, this was a pretty good day. She still wants to wear what she wants, go where she wants, and do what she wants, no matter how off-the-wall, but today she seemed to be easier to handle. No real fits of aggravation when we tried to convince her that we weren’t going duck hunting like she wanted to. C’mon, we can only play along so far…but we really don’t know squat, do we?

Thanks for caring. Stay tuned.